We flew back to the Shinigami world and I know we have the same idea in mind. We settle down around a tree and I speak first. "So do you want to play a game?" I smirk.
L smiles. "Yaeh! You thinking what I'm thinking?"
"I believe so. So when my Son grows up He'll be the next Kira? Am I right?" I look to L.
"Yep. And when Near has his kids and they grow up they will be after Kira. But of course, there must be rules. First, we can't give them any clues to who's doing what," I nod.
"Also, we can only help them, as far as me convincing my Son to be Kira. I don't mind you seeing your grandkids and stuff, but you can't mention anything about Kira or my Son or anything like that," I tell L. He rolls his eyes.
"You can't be your Son's Shinigami," L says flatly.
"What? Why?" I question him.
"Because that wouldn't be to fair. You could accidently say something you didn't mean to say," L replies.
"Your right," I give in. "I'll see if Ryuk will do it," I smile devilishly.
"Deal?" L sticks out his hand.
"Deal." We shake hands. And he game is on…